#ANONS IN MY INBOX . HEY ??????

[dipperscavern]

can I be cheeky and ask for riding jon’s face 🫣🫣🫣

yes… oh yes you absolutely can….. i fell asleep last night to the thought of jon snow canonically being a munch (funny enough) — we’re on the same wavelength anon ! (written w shy!reader in mind)

you’ve heard the talk, heard the different ladies from different statures talk about ���the act”, and it’s always a different answer. some say it’s mediocre… others, that it’s their favorite way to feel good, and some, say it’s terrible. you’ve heard stories of men never caring about the woman’s pleasure, and how their only purpose was to give them children. the thought made you shudder.

you, yourself, have never had time. time to freely choose who you trust enough to share that sacred experience with (or even touch yourself). the men at castle black are sworn to celibacy, and even if they would abandon their oath for a night with you, you wouldn’t let them. most of the men at the wall are untrustworthy, and you want more than just a quick fuck. even if these thoughts plague you, you’re too busy with your duties to worry about it. a thing you’ve since long accepted.

until jon snow.

you had been there for jon since his arrival at castle black. never batting an eye at his surname, always trying to make his life a little bit easier. there was also the stolen glances, the soft touches you both passed off as “accidental”, the longing for each other. you both remained as merely “close friends”, until things boiled over and you found solace in each others lips. it didn’t go farther than that, the tentative kiss being soft & exploring, and that was okay with you. you didn’t expect more. until you got more.

sometimes, you hate jon for being so easy to talk to. your shy nature has slowly melted away in his presence, and you find yourself unable to be embarrassed about the questions you ask or answer. your late night talks are what keeps jon sane. he wants to know everything about you, and you both would talk till morning if you could (you have before). the topic often shifts, landing on anything and everything on the planet. even “the act”.

imagine jon’s surprise, when the most beautiful & endearing woman he’s ever met drops her gaze to the floor and bashfully tells him she’s never cum before.

jon short circuits. he asks if you want to. he asks if he can make you. and you say yes.

jon snow is a giver. tasting a woman is a pleasure in itself, and he’d tell you as much if you asked. his mind ran a million miles an hour, thinking about all the ways he could make you feel good. it doesn’t take long before the desire to taste you takes a hold of him, and so he does.

“You’re hovering.”

he’s not wrong. you are. you thought you had heard it all, but the act of sitting on someone’s face has clearly alluded your ears. you’re unsure. you don’t want to hurt him.. suffocating the first man you lay with would have you begging the gods to open the ground and swallow you whole. and it’s not just any man, it’s jon.

the soft glide of jon’s fingers across your thigh bring you out of your head. his hands are cold. they feel nice in contrast to your own skin, nerves lit on fire.

“I don’t want to hurt you…”

“You won’t.”

“Jon-”

“Do you trust me?”

he’s steadfast in his reassurance. his thumb has been rubbing circles in your hip while you both have been talking. does he do it all on purpose, or is he just this naturally desirable?

“You know I do, but-“

“Good. Sit.”

you still hesitate, and that’s when jon takes matters into his own hands. his hands stop their tracing, and instead grip your thighs, bringing you down himself.

whatever expectations you had are exceeded tenfold. jon eats you out like a man starved. your head spins with the way you can feel his tongue, exploring you and swiping over your clit. it has white hot pleasure shooting up your spine, and your thighs quiver ever so slightly, but jon’s firm grip keeps you in place. he’s confident in his movements, precise and sure in a way that makes you see stars.

jon thinks he’s found the place where he would be content to meet his demise. you taste so good, and the pretty sounds you’re making have blood rushing straight to his cock. jon has always loved the sound of his name on your lips — whether it be small acknowledgments in passing by, or just mentions in mere conversation. but he’s found he much prefers hearing you moan it.

you’re almost embarrassed how quickly he has warmth building up in your belly, pressure building as he gives you the most pleasure you’ve ever had. he’s giving and giving and giving, and you find yourself selfishly taking all of it. he doesn’t slow down, keeping a steady rhythm that makes the cord in your stomach wind impossibly tighter.

“Jon, I’m-!”

you don’t get to finish your sentence, interrupted by the snap of the cord in your stomach that was previously tightening. pleasure overtakes your nerves, flooding your veins and momentarily removing your ability to speak (or think). jon’s tongue doesn’t stop fully, only slowing down to help you ride out your peak.

you catch your breath, feeling jon kiss the inside of your thighs as small aftershocks have you clenching around nothing. you find yourself seeking his touch (as if he hasn’t been constantly on you), your hand running along the surface of your thigh to find his own. he reaches for you, trapping your own smaller hand beneath his own. it’s reassuring, grounding you back to the present after he brought you so far over the edge.

you move to get off, to let him get up & breathe — but he doesn’t release his grip, keeping you in place. you hear him speak.

“Only once?”

[rotthepoet]

can you write somenthing about bsf!theo helping the reader relax because she's been freaking out over an important test????? (and his way of helping is fingering and eating out his girl so that there is nothing else in her head besides him <3333

Jehdishskw heyyyyyy👁️👄👁️ uhm! IM BACK! Im so sorry you had to wait. Like. Forever. But uhhhh! No excuse!!!! Im so sorry to you guys had to like forever, like really im so sorry, but im checking my inboxes now :) forgive me, im rusty🫠

Imagine this. A month full of reviews, and practice exams, and late nights shrimped over a book. The back pain, the constant headache, the ever increasing desire to dramatically throw yourself from the astronomy tower. And fuck. Youre tired. Youre so tired all the time. Your eyes, already accessorized with heavy, dark bags, now strain in the harsh sunlight and eyelids sag when the professors lecture drones on for too long. God. You are but the shell of a man.

And your best friend, ever the sweetest, notices how stressed you are. :(. It’s not Theodore’s fault he’s a genius, acing practice tests without hunching over textbooks, retaining information like a sponge. So he has time to help. And help he does try, tutoring you after class, body doubling you while you write another page of notes with tears in your eyes. Fuck, seeing you in such distress makes him ache :(

He knows you’re aching too.

Its only natural you ended up like this. With your head resting against his shoulder, arching into his touch as cold fingers circle your clit. Breathy moans escape parted lips when his fingers dip into your sopping, gushing hole. You’re melting in his arms, staining the green satin sheets below you. His other hand holds your thigh open, his thumb tracing absent circles into your soft skin. He loves to watch the soft skin mold beneath his touch when you squirm, tightening his hold ever so slightly. Just to remind you he’s in charge, and you’re not going anywhere until he thinks you’re fully de-stressed.

[caelanglang]

chuuya will go insane seeing dazai cry? zamn would pay to see that lmaoo

hi, i kinda went insane thinking and drawing about this one.

a continuation of the drunk fem!dazai post !

mini bonus:

update: now with extra here ~

[mblue-art]

late halloweeen dooodleee

[samonroegf]

Hey babes, i didn’t see this in your rules so you can ignore if you want. But could you please do cockwarming while making out with Sam. Like reader try’s to move but forces them to stay still x

if it's not in my do not request then its probably fine <3

you probably got all whiny, and he didn't want to hear it. so he let you slowly inch down on his length. sliding your panties to the side, and not even prepping you, poor thing :( the stretch is painful, and oh so filling you up.

the rings of his fingers bite into the skin of your waist as he holds you still. he pretends to be watching the film, holding you in place.

“stay still princess, ‘m trying to watch this.” he'd grumble. but sam is impatient, doesn't take long before he's holding you against him. buried to the hilt, and starts fucking up into you. letting curses fall from his chapped, pink lips and you whine, falling undone above him. the sight makes him feel powerful, loving how you let him touch you.

he'd get tired of this quickly, flipping the two of you over, so he can properly fuck you. loving the sight of ruining you.

“such a little whore f’me aren't ya? look so pretty like this?” his words are slurred from pleasure, trying not to cum before you.

lost in how his cock was bullying your cunt, you just dumbly nod and whine out to him, “please, please, let me cum, sammy, please?" you begged and he almost lost it.

“yeah, baby cum for me.” he loved how sweet and lost you became when you came, your orgasm washing over you in waves while he let himself cum in you.

[madaqueue]

I AM BEING ATTACKED ON ALL FRONTS . MAN THE DOORS!!!!!!!

[hrokkall]

🏳️‍🌈 how about V1? my kind of guy :3 (gender neutral)

-🥊

Admittedly, this is a vast generalization for both of them. I see V1 as not really caring about gender (as has been stated by the devs, the machines really have no need for any of that unless they really want to, and V1 is infinitely more interested in maiming than it is in the nuances of gender. I use it/its for V1 but to my knowledge the devs use he/him as well; maybe V1 likes he/him too just because it remembers one of the technicians using he pronouns for it. There's so little info on V1 that anything goes honestly. I've already drawn it with the trans flag once so this is an excuse to do it again) whereas V2 enjoys human culture due to its peacekeeper role and therefore uses Every Pronoun Ever with no preference.

TL;DR they both probably don't care but in completely opposite ways. (Also I doubt either one of them would use labels)

Send me 🏳️‍🌈 and a character for my lgbtq+ headcanon and a doodle

[velvetwyrme]

Wow. I never thought car/vehicle prostitution would be a thing in the TF fandom. At least not like this. Anon thought that this through why we’ll never know and maybe just maybe. If they were to have ever gotten isekied and live in the tf world, they’d be okay

As a car pimp.

This all came from one one-shot comic you just made for lols now look how it snowballed.

THEYD BE OKAY AS A CAR PIMP... RBSMFHEK,,,, can you imagine the isekai manga/anime title. ("living my best reincarnated life as a car pimp"?? "reborn into another world as a pimp but for vehicles"??? TRANSFORMERS: taking matters into my own ha nds abdjrlelslemtnfmslfbek-)

one shot comic turned two shot comic turned. insemination time gif turned into whatever this is ✊😔 this isnt even snowballing anymore we've made snowmen out of the snowballs ☃️

[projectjasper]

i think what hurts the most about the parents situation is that at the end, it was portrayed as if phum was the petulant child whose father kept trying and he kept whining as if for no reason. then finally he's easing up and with the help of his other loved ones, he sees the "light," that his father always wanted the best for him... like this goes against everything we've been shown so far. It's not like we had phum saying he felt abandoned and it's not like we've seen him hiding his low self-worth behind a hard exterior when he first met peem, it's not like we've seen him regularly thank peem for seeing him and loving him bec he's never felt that from his own family (well except for fang of course), oh and it's not like we've seen fang, who was the one encouraging phum to forgive his parents in the first place, say family cannot always be our safe zone... what was the reason then? And peem?? Peem who would kill for phum and anyone who hurts him, peem being the one who heard the story first hand not just from phum himself but from beer, would be the one to repeatedly push phum to forgive his dad, that peem??? Nah he ain't my peem sorry, it all just doesn't make sense fr

Like i still love this we are and it forever holds a special place in my heart but for once i wish gmmtv would actually finish and own up to what started. Sorry for thr rant but my god i am so annoyed

i fully agree with everything you said, it really was portrayed as if phum was mad for no reason and as if his father was trying so hard and actually cared so much the whole time. i would go as far as to say that they retconned everything that was previously established, which is a wild thing to have done in a limited series and in such a bizarre if not actively hurtful way.

and i too insist that it was hashtag not my peem. first of all, he loves phum too much to simply be ok with what his parents have done, which he is aware of: what phum and beer have told him was more than enough. and second of all, he is compassionate and emotionally intelligent enough to understand that not every family is like his and that there are indeed shitty parents out there. in fact, some of the most "i am so angry at certain parents of the world" people i have met have incredible parents, and this beautiful example that they have had in their lives makes them extra angry about other kids not having the same wonderful experience they did.

ultimately, i love we are. you can sneak a peek at my updated list of dramas and see it has made its way to my must-watch section and is in my top five favourite dramas. but it is certainly not beyond criticism for this particular, and i will put it plainly, fuck up.

[antiyourwokehomophobia2]

"I just wonder how a post about sensory issues developed into people thinking I think those with actual disorders are lying" because you have flat out said people are lying. your tags are flat out accusing that anon of lying. you have no idea what OCD is or how it actually works to suggest that people with OCD can just choose a different compulsion. is genuinely there something wrong with your brain or are all feminists just like this?

I asked for clarification. I didn't "flat out" accuse anon of lying. All I asked is if they pick their eyebrow or head hair.

Also, it is bizarre that someone would see me criticize the "sensory issues" excuse and think that I think they're lying about their OCD or whatever. Those are entirely different scenarios. If you can't see that then it's not my brain capabilities that you should be worried about.

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Could you write something about how Luz and Lilith get stuck in the Edwardian era, and Luz becomes a daughter like figure to Philip?

Deadwardian Era Dad

Summary: In the process of setting up a time pool, Luz and Lilith lend a hand to Beardo Philip.

Enjoy!

Thank you, @talisman975, for the help!

Beardo Philip began tracing a large concentric circle in the wet sand on the beach's berm with a stick.

Upon doing so, Luz and Lilith (Aunt Dirtrude) stood behind him, holding the ingredients needed to open a time pool. While watching, they also kept vigilance.

Luz especially watched Philip draw in the sand with a sparkle of youthful admiration in her eyes.

'Eeee, he's so cool!' she squealed in utter delight in her mind.

The sharp and spirited human she saw portrayed in his diary was a person she truly identified with.

After the circle was completed, Philip crouched down in the sand and extended his flat hand out.

He motioned for something to be given to him.

"Magic algae?" he gently requested, and Lilith handed over the protist slathered in Titan's blood.

Philip set it on the circumference section of the circle.

He then asked, "Wrinkling oak bark?" Luz happily placed the piece of tree bark in Philip's palm.

He placed it alongside the algae and requested two more crucial ingredients. "Barnacle crusted clam? Seaweed? Ammonite?"

He was like a modern father asking his children to pass him specific tools while he worked on a project.

Once the items were properly placed in the perimeter of the circle, Philip raised his gloved hand and promptly shoved it into the sand.

Genuine shock and a sprinkle of disappointment grew on his features as his hand failed to sink into a time passage.

"I-I don't understand," he said incredulously, standing up. "We collected all the ingredients that were needed. Could it be that we're missing some? Perhaps more?"

Philip was unsure if that was the case or not.

"I think I know what we're missing," Luz giggled as she reached behind her back and retrieved a light glyph.

Philip let out a small gasp, blue eyes glowing with realization. "A picto-glyph!" he quietly exclaimed.

How could he have forgotten to include that in his notes?

Luz nodded with a smile. "That's right," she said, setting the glyph down in the center.

A soft glow was generated by the magic in the sandy circle before it expanded into a tiny bubble of shining light.

Poking her head into the sand, Luz's eyes lit up in sheer delight when she saw the same beach that she and Lilith were at before going back in time.

After pulling her head from the pool, she starts to share her discovery, with joy radiating in her voice.

"The time pool! It's working!"

She hadn't been this proud since the first time she drew a successful light glyph.

Lilith gasped. "It is?!"

Philip gently ruffled Luz's hair as if he were a proud father doing it to his child.

"Splendid job, Luzura!" he complimented her with a chuckle.

"Thanks!" Luz laughed, giving the bearded man a gentle hug.

After Lilith approaches the time pool, she and Luz are ready to return to their correct era.

As she looked back at Philip, Luz offered out her hand to him with a gentle smile. "You coming?" she asked.

The expression on Philip's face was like that of a surprised cat as he looked down at Luz's hand.

He shakes his head. "Oh, no. I wouldn't fit in."

"So?" Luz said with a soft laugh. "I don't really fit in either. Not fitting in with someone else is better than not fitting in on your own."

Philip went back to gazing at Luz's hand once more, still hesitant to take it, but when he slowly did, he felt a small smile flicker on his face and tears welling up in his eyes.

[pardonmydelays]

I APPLIED TO A UNIT!!!! 😀 🙌🏽

And now… I wait for approval…

DAISY ANON IS THAT YOU?!!

[dykevanny]

had a really funny idea for an ask blog ft. Vanny and another plex employee oc,,

[littlekingbergara]

girlie what in the subdom is going on with Ryan and Steven on tms??

i fr thought they were gonna kiss here why was it so... u know.

[kyouka-supremacy]

I usually like to imagine that Beast! Sskk's relationship is just as intense and, if not, even more tumultuous than than canon! Sskk, but the other part of me says they get together quicker (whether they work together as partners quicker or simply become boyfriends quicker, your pick) entirely because I find the prospect of the beast! ADA interaction with Beast! Atsushi so funny

Like on one hand, Atsushi is known as the White Reaper of the Port Mafia, one of the most terrifying and ruthless assassins. But he also has the personality of a very skittish cat that stands in corner of the room and does not talk to people aside from stare at them (its the anxiety) but since he masks his usual emotions so much he just looks really menacing.

And on the flip side the ADA cherishes Akutagawa; they trust him and they believe in his intuition, so if Akutagawa assured them that there is no harm in Atsushi's presence, then surely they have nothing to worry about, right? Yeah but they forget Akutagawa's weird as fuck and finds companionship in the most questionable people, so they should've figured to prepare themselves in advance

So now there are rules in the ADA regarding Atsushi when he is in their building:

1.) Akutagawa needs to stay in the room and keep atsushi company for everybody's mental health (so many weapons came out in the 3 minutes it took for Akutagawa to go to the cafe for a snack and come back)

2.) Dont stare tiger boy in the eyes too long he'll get defensive (at least he was kind enough to repair the broken wall in the agency office)

3.) Dont turn the lights off when he's in the room he blends too well in the dark (everyone had at least 2 heart attacks cause they couldn't see or tell he was there)

4.) Dont take photos of him he'll know when the camera is pointed at him (fukuzawa tried to video him playing with the trinkets and Akutagawa's desk and he got so embarrassed he left and ghosted everyone for a few weeks)

5.) Dont comment on the amount of sugar he takes (emotional support sugar packets for his coffee. Same incident as rule.4)

6.) If sskk does some out of pocket homoerotic enemies type shit, ignore them. They're not gonna stop. (Ada made a betting pool, and it keeps pooling in more money. Akutagawa doesn't know its existence yet)

Okay first of all Anon THANK YOU I LOVE YOU WITH EVERYTHING I'VE GOT LITERALLY NOTHING IS GOING TO EVER GIVE ME AS MUCH JOY AS OPENING MY ASKBOX TO SEE A LONG ASK TALKING ABOUT BEAST SSKK. DAY WEEK MONTH ABSOLUTELY MADE I LOVE YOU FOREVER.

Second of all Beast ada is SO unhinged, they all literally went “this is our little murderous wet dog of a new member and this is his doubly murderous catboyfriend”. I love the set of rules, in my mind Kunikida actually wrote them down and hang them next to the door of Fukuzawa's office, hoping it could help avoid confusion in the office as much as possible. They are updated occasionally. I love Atsushi being... Completely unstable like yeah that's literally everything Beast Atsushi is (on the verge of breakdown / violent panic attack 24/7). Like he IS a feral cat he IS going to launch at you and scratch your face. And I LOVE how Akutagawa's presence instantly calms him because??? It would??? Because they have this unmatched connection and Atsushi knows no one understands him as deeply as Akutagawa does, and that at least is comforting and soothes him and makes him feel safe. + major abandonment issues that will have him quietly (and then not so quietly) spiral into panic as soon as Akutagawa is gone and he's left alone in an environment he's not familiar with. I'm dying at the idea of Atsushi ghosting the ada for weeks on more than one occasion that's such a dysfunctional behavior and that's so him I love it. I love all of these brilliant spectacular showstopping thank you so much Anon I owe you my life

[aphverse-confessions]

I have a conspiracy theory that whoever is in charge of this account keeps track of the people who forget to turn on anon for their confessions whether by simply keeping them in the ask box waiting to be answered, or by screenshotting them. And when the day finally comes for this account to be defunct there will be BLOODSHED.

that or you secretly work for Jess, or ARE HER! *que dramatic music*

Okay I was gonna post this as a normal confrssion but I changed my mind. So all of my response is in the tags teehee